A friend of mine

Monsieur Heroux, who arrived first in the kitchen walked towards Hugo, who was so focused at what he was doing that the man didn’t even noticed his presence.

“Hugo! What’s the situation here?” Monsieur Heroux asked as soon as he got near beside the man. Hugo was done plating his the dish he prepared.

“Uncle, you’re here. Oh! I’m doing fine. Why are you here?” And did Alexander arrive already?” Hugo asked as he placed down the pan on the sink, grabbed a fork and handed it to his Uncle. “Can you please try this for me? I can’t really identify the taste of my own cooking.” He shyly confessed.

Monsieur Heroux gladly took the fork and took some of the dish that Hugo was preparing. Hugo was eagerly staring at his uncle, waiting for his critique and the elder was about to spoke when both of them got interrupted at the two people entering the kitchen.

Hugo peeked at the kitchen’s entrance whe